Down this road there's an old brick houseMy mama cried the day that I moved outAnd my first summer job was pumpin' gas and fixin' flatsOut at Henry Walker's TexacoDown this road, down this road

Down this road there's a maple treeIn a cotton field where Jenny first kissed meAnd I can still remember the night she said goodbyeI stood there like a fool and watched her goDown this road, down this road

And it goes on foreverAnd it goes by too fastIt'll take you anywhere you want to goAnd every memory will bring you back

Down this road there's a small white churchDaddy lived his life by the preacher's wordHe raised me right, I could always feel his loveEven when the angels called him homeDown this road

And it goes on foreverAnd it goes by too fastIt'll take you anywhere you want to goAnd every memory will bring you back